Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
World - World Beat |
Lyrics
Why does the world make me think of you?
Oases cloaked in emerald hue
and desert roads in their dusty coats
distant mountains with their shadowed slopes
and I see you in cafes trimmed in Tunisian Blue
I looked for you lost in Roman streets
hotel lobbies where strangers meet
the laughter painted on a child's face
pilgrims lining up in place
and your eyes smiling at me in Tunisian Blue
And when the sights pile up like stones
and I'm piling them all alone
and your voice and face fade away
'til I'm sitting at the end of a day
I'm glad for your glance and every single word
wherever I can find them
In souks where the merchants cry
for your money as you try to sneak by
In villas ruined in Carthage fields
Punic secrets that the harbour yields
the Mediterranean shines in Tunisian Blue
I saw you standing near Trevi Fount
more coins and couples than I could count
in the Forum talking and in Medina prayer
heat so hot that it shook the air
and sipping tea in cafes trimmed in Tunisian Blue
And when the sights pile up like stones
and I'm piling them all alone
and your voice and face fade away
'til I'm sitting at the end of a day
I'm glad for your glance and every single word
wherever I can find them
Why does the world make me think of you?